"The young man sitting next to Billy is Jon Black, a recent patriarch of the Querut, and a new generation of wolf kings."

"Why are there so many fighters in their generation?"

"Who knows why it suddenly broke out, and now I'm afraid only the Lakota tribe is better than them."

Old people say this, but young people are different. When they see Jiang Hao, many people look bright.

"Jon Black, now he is a big star. His songs have been on the US bulletin board for several weeks, and two songs have been on the list." A young hawk said.

"He should be the most famous star of our Indians now, or the wolf king, it is really amazing, I like him very much," said a deer female warrior.

"Well, he's handsome," said another girl next to him.

The banquet hall was bustling. It was almost time. The door opened. Chairman Russell, dressed in an Indian chief, walked into the banquet hall. He followed more than 20 soldiers. Behind him was a tall, burly man.

Although it is winter, he only wears thin leather clothes, showing muscular arms, sharp eyes, and a militant guy at first glance.

Billy approached Jiang Hao and whispered, "That's Tomahawk, the son of Chairman Russell. People call him Tuma. He is now the most powerful fighter of the Lakota tribe and the next patriarch."

"Tomahawk", the name Jiang Hao knows, means "Indian Tomahawk", so you can also call Tuma a Tomahawk.

Bow and arrow, spear and tomahawk are the three major weapons of the Indians. Tomahawk is known for its strength. If you dare to call this name, it means that this guy must be very powerful and well-known for his strength.

Jiang Hao was looking at Tuma. What did Tuma feel? Turning his eyes, he happened to be facing Jiang Hao, and their eyes met.

The blood of the young people was hot, not to mention the warlike Indian warriors. After the two eyes collided together, a series of sparks appeared in the air.

Tu Ma paused for a moment, then suddenly turned to Jiang Hao's table, and the twenty bear soldiers behind him all followed.

Tu Ma stood in front of Jiang Hao, staring sharply at Jiang Hao, Jiang Hao's face also became majestic, stood up from his seat, and stared at Tu Ma.

The wolves of Sam, Paul, and Lille behind Jiang Hao also stood up and glared at the bear fighters.

The atmosphere in the entire banquet hall was condensed, and all of a sudden it became very quiet, everyone looked at this side.

Chairman Russell looked at his son and Jiang Hao. There was no sign of stopping. This is a matter for young people, and they will always come into contact in the future.

Billy also did not stop, this way of meeting he had seen, or personally experienced, that was how President Russell treated himself that year, and now it is the next generation's turn.

Tuma's height is more than 1.90 meters, his body is burly and ridiculous, his skin is dark, and he has a feeling of megalithic Johnson. Weak on a few points.

However, the two eyes stared at each other. In terms of momentum, Jiang Hao was not weak, his eyes were firm like steel, his body exuding majesty, and even a faint killing intention.

Tuma felt the killing, his face turned angry, shouted at Jiang Hao, raised his fist and re-patted his chest, in this way to increase his power, but he found that the opposite Wolf King Not at all moved, but the intention of killing was even heavier.

"I Tuma, to challenge you, do you dare to fight the war between the warriors!" Tuma yelled.

"I, Jon Black, accept your challenge." Jiang Hao took the other's challenge without hesitation.

Dignity is played out.

Only strong can be respected, the Indians have always been.

Weak meat and strong food are the invariable rules of survival in this world. Either defeat the enemy or fall down. There is no second choice. In the end, Qiuquanquan will only die in humiliation and remorse.

President Russell smiled and said, "Okay, I'll give you time to fight. Now let the dinner begin."

Tuma took a deep breath, his anger disappeared, and Jiang Hao glanced again. He brought his soldier back to his father, and the banquet officially started.

The meeting between Jiang Hao and Tuma was just an episode. The young man determined the future position through fighting. This is a custom of the Indians, and no one feels anything wrong.

The dishes were served, and the banquet hall became lively again. Everyone drank and talked, and some people brought their own people to come and meet at the table to say hello. The relationship was slowly established in such contacts.

The reception was over, one night passed, and the next day, the Union Parliament was officially convened. Sam and their fighters were not eligible to participate. Jiang Hao and Billy came to the Chamber.

Dozens of patriarchs were present and began to discuss various topics, mainly the affairs within the Indian tribe. Jiang Hao participated for the first time and listened more.

When meeting again in the afternoon, President Russell looked at Jiang Hao and said, "President Jon told me a plan before. I think it is very beneficial to the development of all clans. Now let Mr. Jon speak."

Jiang Hao stood up, everyone else looked at him and was ready to listen to his issue.

Jiang Hao was not nervous at all. He had the ability to never forget. He did not use the manuscript at all. After looking at dozens of patriarchs, he said, "Dear everyone, we must see that the development of our Indians is now seriously out of touch with American society. Now. "

"The Indians have the lowest average annual income, the highest unemployment rate, the lowest level of education, and they cannot keep up with the development of the society. The Indians now have no place in American society. Blacks and Mexicans are better than us. We are now The weakest ethnic group in the United States. "

"We need to develop and keep up with this era. We want our people to live a good life. This is the responsibility of those of us here."

"What do we rely on? Relying on government relief and other people's charity. These are definitely not the road to development. I have a plan, and it is now being implemented. I started a company called" Black Internet Mall "to use tax avoidance. The rule, selling high-tax tobacco and alcohol, my idea is to include all the reserved areas scattered throughout the US states into the plan, become outlets, and radiate the entire United States. "

"How much is luxury tobacco and alcohol consumption each year? More than 80 billion U.S. dollars, even if we only do one percent of them, that is 800 million U.S. dollars, how much can we earn? The profit margin exceeds 30%, 240 million U.S. dollars. "

"How much was the US government ’s allocation to the Indian Reserve last year, $ 67 million. This money includes all the negatives of medical care, education, health, government wages, and infrastructure."

"If we have three times more funds, how much we can improve our lives, I think everyone should understand ~ www.novelhall.com ~ And this is only the initial stage, and we will make more in the future."

"The more important thing is not just profit, but also employment. I have calculated that to start this business, we need tens of thousands of salespeople and courier transport personnel. In this way, we can solve the employment problem of tens of thousands of people in our ethnic group. "

These patriarchs heard that they could solve the employment problem of tens of thousands of people, and they became more serious. We must know that the employment rate of Indians is very low. Without employment, there will be no income. Without income, family conditions cannot be improved.

If Jiang Hao can solve the employment problem of tens of thousands of people, not to mention whether there is any profit, this plan alone will be sufficient for them to support with both hands, because this is equivalent to solving the income problem of tens of thousands of families.

At this time, someone raised his hand. Jiang Hao knew that this was the head of the Boni tribe, and stopped speaking to signal to the other side to ask questions.

"Patriarch Jon, can you guarantee this, how to solve the investment, and what do we need to invest?"

Jiang Hao smiled slightly. "My uncle Billy and my manager have already contacted several patriarchs before. We have a detailed plan. I would like to say that each outlet will become a distribution online store. We will provide half of the funds, accounting for 30% of the shares. As for the operation, there will be specialized staff training and monitoring, which only needs to operate according to the instructions of the head office. "

After listening to Jiang Hao's explanation, many patriarchs nodded their heads, and it was much simpler to have someone to carry the operation. They were nothing more than an effort.

President Russell knocked on the table with a smile, and looked at Jiang Hao: "Is there anything else you want to say, Patriarch Jon, you can continue."

"Of course, I have other plans. Let me talk about tourism development plans next."

PS: There is one more chapter, but it needs to be a bit late. Friends who can't wait can go to bed first, and see it tomorrow.